Page 86 of Hit the Ground
She squealed as I swooped her up with me, carrying her to her bedroom. I tossed her onto her bed, making her yelp and giggle.
“Is this where you wanted to be?” I asked as she scrambled back on the mattress, making room for me.
“You still have that wet shirt on.” She bit down on her lip, raking her eyes over me, looking at me like she’d never seen anything better. It was a heady experience, something I couldn’t remember ever having. “You should probably take it off before you get sick.”
I reached behind my head and yanked my shirt right off, tossing it on the floor. Alice’s swollen eyes lit from within, and she reached for me. Unable to deny her anything, I climbed over her, fitting my hips between her spread legs. She fell back on the mattress, her hair spreading around her.
Her palms flattened on my chest, sliding down my flanks and around my back. I let her explore as I took my time looking at her. Her cheeks stained from her tears, her nose a little red at the tip, she was still as gorgeous as ever.
She looked up at me. “This isn’t to distract myself. I want to be close to you. I wantyou.”
“You’ve got me.” I dipped down to skim my lips along her throat. “I always want you.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmmhmm.” I gathered the hem of her T-shirt, slowly revealing her creamy, smooth skin. Her stomach flexed as I slid my knuckles over it, and her breath snagged when the cool air kissed her bare breasts. “So damn pretty.”
We got lost in one another. It was easy to do. Her lips slotted with mine like corresponding pieces, and her skin was nothing I’d ever felt. We shed our clothes quickly, then took our time with everything else. Touching, tasting, feeling.
Slipping between her spread thighs, I laved at her slick flesh. She pressed her feet to my back and tangled her fingers in my hair, holding me against her, asking for more, directing me where she needed me, riding my tongue until she was crying for nothing but pleasure.
I kept going, and she got impatient, writhing and demanding. I loved her like this; it was cute and sexy, and I couldn’t get enough of her taste. I took her over the edge one more time before she pulled me on top of her.
Taking me in her hand, she gave me a slow pump while watching my reaction. “I’m still not sure how this fits inside me.”
I laughed, but she twisted her hand around my head and gave another firm pump, making it short-lived. I rocked with her, watching her watching me. Biting her lip. Staring down between us, where she had complete control of me.
“Are you trying to get me to make a fool of myself, Allie-girl?” I groaned as she did another evil twist. “That’s where we’re headed.”
Her lively green eyes found mine again. “I really like playing with you.”
“I like it too. That’s the problem.” I cupped her between her legs and dragged a finger to tease her entrance. “If you want me in here—”
“I do.” She shifted her hold and arched her hips, lining me up where she wanted me. “I want you, Cay. Make it fit.”
I took over, guiding myself inside her little by little. She was right—we shouldn’t have worked together. From the outside, we were mismatched. But her body wanted mine, and lord knew mine wanted hers. It took every ounce of dwindling patience I had to work myself inside her. When I was fully seated, she fit around me like a custom-made glove.
Perfect.
We got lost in each other again, finding our rhythm and holding on to one another, laughing, panting, groaning. Alice was fun and eager, and so incredibly sexy beneath me, it was nearly impossible to hang on. But I didn’t want it to end. Not when she felt so good and was right here with me, not in the dark place I’d found her earlier. We were in the light, only making it brighter and brighter.
I reared back onto my knees and brought her with me so she was straddling my legs, hers wrapped around my waist. She let me move her, sliding her up and down my length while she kissed and nipped and sucked my shoulders and neck.
“Always want you,” I gritted out. “Never stop thinking about you.”
Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she tossed her head back. “Caleb, oh god. Keep saying sweet things like that.”
“I mean it. You’re on my mind all the time.” I cupped her breast, rolling her nipple with my fingers. “These pretty tits. Love them bouncing when you ride me.”
“What else?”
I grinned and slid a finger down her stomach to the subtle curve under her navel. “Love this part of you, how it’s a little soft right here.” Then I gave the patch of hair over her cleft a tug. “This is so sexy. Love the feel of it in my mouth. I want your cunt on my tongue morning, noon, and night.”
She gasped, her inner walls clenching around me like a vise, cutting off my ability to speak or do anything other than thrust into her, seeking the relief only she could provide.
We found it together. Falling, falling, tumbling head over heels, until we hit the ground at the same time, shattering the air around us with our frantic cries.
I took her with me to the mattress, her body sprawling over mine. She tucked her face into my neck, her breath hot on my skin. I held her close enough to feel her skittering heartbeat. Closing my eyes, I inhaled her scent, which I would forever associate with Christmas and her. Two of my favorite things, but Alice was number one.
